
Paint Chips Haikus (ekphrastic poems about things) by Jerome Berglund
old glory, palm trees
aloha to worship in;
prays for the Afghans
Constantine didn't
care for carrots in his stew
so had bulk removed
she wonders if the
money tree's poisonous; say safe
bet, causes nausea
Dresden echoes like
a reverberant candlelit
catacomb, twilight
squeezebox is squandered
on a ruined city, burnt
out rubble wasteland